"Let's take a look at it first."

Wu Chong raised his right hand and shook it in the direction of the courtyard with his five fingers open.

The 'human fur coat' worn on the arm instantly cracked, revealing the real arm inside.

The centipede flying in the courtyard was caught by him at once, and the 'Da Luo-level' power hidden in his body was instantly revealed. This centipede, which originally wanted to fight back, suddenly stiffened after sensing the breath of the top-level dream demon, and didn't even dare to move.

Whoosh

With the exposure of his arm, a long-lost corrosive aura appeared on Wu Chong's arm, and the scorching aura seemed to burn his entire arm. A large amount of white smoke came out of his arm, and the consumption was almost dozens of times that of the Chaos Sea. Under such circumstances, Wu Chong couldn't imagine how the first dream demon who passed through the Ultimate Gate survived.

"It's like fighting against the world."

Sensing the burning sensation coming from his arm after letting go, Wu Chong couldn't help but feel some palpitations.

"Erase!"

With one hand, this dream demon comparable to level eight was directly wiped out of consciousness by Wu Chong, and his body burned violently, leaving only a long centipede skin on the ground in the blink of an eye.

After doing this, Wu Chong put on his human fur coat again.

The corrosive aura was once again cut off, and he became the number one guarding the training base again, a newcomer to the Thirteenth Hall. Dream Demon or something, that's an enemy who doesn't share the sky!

"With such a big one, it should be able to brush a lot of merits."

As he spoke, Wu Chong picked up the centipede skin, ripped off the first section at the front, and stretched out his hand to depict it. Complex veins appear on the skin of centipedes, densely packed.

Soon, this section of human skin was painted.

"Get up!"

Wu Chong slapped the finished 'coat' with one hand.

A brand-new Centipede Dream Demon stood up from inside, and its aura instantly increased from the first level to the fifth level.

"Almost."

No matter how strong it is, it doesn't match its current identity.

He had shown his hand in front of Xiao Tou before, and I believed that the other party would not suspect that he had the strength to kill the fifth-level dream demon.

The formed centipede dream demon looked at Wu Chong sluggishly, motionless.

When this human skin was drawn, Wu Chong directly did not give him the ability to think in order to save trouble. Anyway, they are all temporary products that have been used by brushing credit, and the process can be saved.

Wu Chong pressed it with one hand, and this 'human skin dream demon' that had just formed was instantly pressed into ashes by him. The 'Record Immortal' of the guard's uniform flickered instantly, and the original four points became five.

"Sure enough."

Thinking of this, Wu Chong looked at the remaining body of the Martial Centipede Dream Demon, which was probably more than a hundred knots. This evolved Dream Demon Centipede, which was terrifying in itself, was now dried up by Wu Chong, and the skin was just used for waste.

"Let's draw them all."

This kind of thing is very skillful.

He directly opened his power and directly drew more than a hundred low-level dream demons. There are all levels 1 to 6 in it. If you go up to the level, you won't brush it, it doesn't match the strength he is showing now, and it's easy to be exposed.

The dream demons drawn were all stupid, and they stopped in place one by one, waiting for Wu to rush over to harvest.

In this way, Wu Da began the hard work of 'eliminating demons'.

One slap in the face, the efficiency is quite high.

After a while, more than 100 dream demons were killed, and their exploits jumped to more than 120.

"You can still brush it."

Wu Chong set his eyes on the spider dream demon next to him again.

This dream demon is the spider dream demon who defeated the little head before, and I don't know if it's fate or what, this guy was hit by himself again.

"Come here."

Wu Chong waved his hand at the Spider Dream Demon.

The Spider Dream Demon who was sucking the spirit of the ordinary guards over there stiffened, and rushed towards Wu completely uncontrollably.

Boom!

Simple and neat, slap to death.

The Spider Dream Demon, who had lost his strength, quickly dried up, leaving only a skin and a few spider legs in place. These materials were specially left by Wu Chong.

The seventh-level dream demon has crossed the line a bit, but it's not impossible to explain. said that he was seriously injured by the captain of the small head, and he picked up a leak.

Totally reasonable!

After killing the Spider Dream Demon, Wu Chong peeled it and cramped it again, starting a new round of 'human skin painting'. Moments later, another swath of dementia nightmares was born.

Along with the killing, the runes recording the merits kept flickering, and the dots on them jumped up frantically as if they didn't want money.

Bite!

At the point of 1,000, the runes stopped flashing.

It should be the upper limit.

Wang Hao, the elder who might have given him the talisman, didn't expect that a newcomer could be so fierce and 'kill a thousand dream demons alone'.

"I haven't reached the upper limit before I can contribute, and these thirteen halls can't do it."

Wu Chong is not very satisfied, I have just warmed up, and you can't hold it.

However, it was not all for nothing in the process, Wu Chong left a piece of skin on the centipede dream demon and the spider dream demon, and drew two new 'coats' for himself. After the two coats were added, his qualifications jumped up again, reaching the level of a high-grade spiritual root. The only trouble is that the Dream Demon Skin is polluted, which makes his pollution level also increase a lot, reaching a critical point.

This also made Wu Chong understand a problem.

If you want to continue to move forward, you still have to continue to transform your body, and only yourself is fundamental.

Rumble!!

The earth shook, and three figures in the sky soared into the air, bursting out with intense light.

The formation of the Bluestone Workshop has been activated.

With the activation of the formation, Wang Chenghai and the emaciated Taoist were blessed by the formation, and their strength suddenly increased several times. The three of them, who had long been extremely aggrieved, raised their hands at the same time, gathered their strongest strength into a single point, and hit the golden figure in the sky.

The two forces collided together, making an earth-shattering explosion, and the aftermath of the air wave swept away, sweeping away all the weak dream demons below. In the middle of the earth, countless inscribed 'immortal texts' flickered, and the power belonging to the formation began to dissolve these infiltrating dream demons.

The power that a medium-sized Fang City has accumulated for many years, and the power that erupts is quite terrifying.

After receiving the blessing of the formation, the flying boat above finally broke through the glass-colored canopy, allowing the bluestone workshop to reappear in the real world.

The blockade of the Dream Demon is broken, and the illusory objects begin to return.

The whole Fang market was full of white smoke. It was the aura's corrosion of the golden figure's top-level dream demon.

"I'll let you go first."

The smoke and dust of the explosion cleared, and the golden figure was unscathed. He glanced at the three people in the formation, and then casually glanced at an area below. With one hand raised, a large number of dream demons flew back into his palms.

Then he didn't look at Wang Hao and the other three, and one of them disappeared.

This result made all three of them have a bad feeling in their hearts.

But they don't know exactly why.

"Anyway, let's clean up the mess first." The emaciated Taoist fell, and the immortal text on his body was lifted.

Wang Hao and Wang Chenghai also fell one after another.

This time the matter must be reported, but the three of them still need to carefully check the specific reporting method to avoid unnecessary trouble for themselves by saying the wrong thing.

(End of chapter)